Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1887-11-10
A LUCKY DISCOVERY.

the wust OF it,
Mrs. Grimes stopped churning to
listen to the news brought by Neighbor
Hockins.
You don't say y
SITS So declared Neighbor Hockins,
emphatically.
'Benly Bittersweet won't get nothin'
after all, them observed Mrs. Grimes,
lifting the churn.lid to see II the butter
was coming.
Not n airor. An her allus brought
up to think she'd git il all
"1yS too bad. | reckon Peter Fogg
an his woman'll come in fur the prop
pity then ?
Course they will. bein' they're the
highest of kin. All the kin-folks she
he'd, reckin, fur her an Beuly wasn't
no ways related
Il shouldn't think Miss Dorindy'd
sleep quiet in her grave, with them
Foggs a-handling of her things, She
hated 'em like pizon while she was Il
live remarked Mrs. Grimes.
she hadn't OFT to put off maxim her
will. then. But that's alus the way
folks keep a-puttin' off an a-puttin' off,
a-thinkin' they're gon' 10 live forever,
an then all at once they re gone fore
they know it. An then it's too late.
Miss Dorindy died awful suddint, they
say-appelleXy or the like. | dunno
what Buley is a-goin' to do, Fm sure
And indeed poor Bep,ah herself
scarcely knew what she was going to
do.
Everything here will be yours, Beu-
lah, when I'm dead and gone Miss
Dorinda had often declared. That
miserly Peter Fogg an his stingy wife
won't get stick nor stone Of what
belongs to me +! kin tell him, if he is
my nephew
And now Miss Dorinda was dead and
gone, sure enough. and now Peter Fogg
and his 'stingy wife, were the heirs at
law.
The place had been thoroughly
searched for will, but none could be
found, and lawyer Green, who attended
to all Miss Dorida's affairs. declared
that he had not been called upon to
make any will; and so poor Beulah was
left penniless and alone in the great
world.
One year ago Beulah was the prom
ised wife of Richard Barrymore, stall.
wart young farmer, who lived with his
mother in the old homestead, with its
green orchard trees, its meadows OF
sweet grass, and its waving fields of
wheat and corn.
But Beulah was young and giddy and
when the new physician, DR.. Clarence
Virden, began to pay love-like atten-
tions to her, Richard grew jealous, a
quarrel ensued, and broken engage
mtnt was the upshot of the matter.
Since that time DR.. Virden had con-
tinued his attentions, until Miss Dor
unfortunate position was made public.
Then his visits suddenly ceased, and
he found it convenient to pass by on
the other side'
A week later MI. Fogg and wife came
to take possession.
He was Il hard featured ,miserlY man.
and she a sharp-rosed, avarlcious wo-
man.
The ole woman had heap o plum
der remarked Peter, us he went luln-
/ bering through the parlors with his
heavy cowhide boots. That pie-anner
won't be here long, though, nor them
picters on the wall i he declared ,eyeing
( the articles named with calculating
gaze. Il reckin they'll fetch right
smart sum % money at The auction
rooms, an I'll cart 'em off an sell 'em.'
There's hull trunk full o. the ole
woman's good close put In Mrs. Pc
ter, who had been exploring the upper
rooms. You mout as we'll cart them
off an sell 'em too, Peter. kant wear
| 'em.'
Course you KANT, said Peter ,gruffly.
w hat do you want of any more close,
anyhow 7 Them you've got on your
back is good enough fur anybody
Shocked and pained at their coarse
remarks, Beulah went to her own room
to think over her plans for the future.
You kin stay here If you work fur
your board Mrs. Peter had informed
her, but Beulah had declined the offer.
Il had rather beg my bread from door
to door, she declared to herself, than
to stay with them. But where can l
go p
'Beuly y called Mrs. Peters sharp
voice. Come down-here's a feller
wants to see you.'
Beulah sprang upwith flushed cheeks
and sparkling eyes.
Gould it-could it be Doctor Vir-
den p
She caught her breath, her heart beat
so violently with sudden hope.
She hurried down with pink flush,
like the tinted heart OF an ocean shell
staining her cheeks, to meet-Richard
Barrymore.
He took her hands in firm, gentle
clasp.
Get your things, Beulah. have
come to take you home with me. Moth
er has room ready for you, and you
are to live with us.
oh, Richard, II don't deserve it y
soobed Beulah, remorsefully.
Hush Get your things ordered
Richard, authoritatively, 'and let me
carry out your trunk my wagon is at